“Truth is no harlot who throws her arms round the neck of him who does not desire her; on the contrary, she is so coy a beauty that even the man who sacrifices everything to her can still not be certain of her favors.”
— Arthur Schopenhauer, The World as Will and Representation
He leaned down and spoke quietly into my ear, “One half of me is yours, the other half yours—Mine own, I would say. But if mine, then yours, and so all yours.”
Tori